wake up wake up there something running inside again
morning's here and the clouds are just everywhere
and all the thing's you've been dreaming
well they're not even yours to keep
wake up wake up
we gotta find a way out of this
and you write songs you know you'll never sing
and I don't know why
I guess you just hate yourself
well
you should turn around
cause I think the skies are gonna fall right over your head again
fall
right over your head
we step outside and there's a chill in the air we breath
you know the day your father passes
you're gonna be the one that pays for it
and you write songs you know you'll never sing
and I don't know why
I guess you just hate yourself
you should turn around
cause I think the skies are gonna fall right over your head again
fall
right over your head
wake up wake up
we gotta find a way out of this
wake up wake up
we gotta find a way out of this
